You may console the catamaran bird during this walk.
The catamaran bird (or so I’ve heard)
Sobbed softly into its Kleenex:
Some drunken twats burned half my slats
So I’m neither bench nor phoenix.
- Sant Martí de Centelles slags off anarchists, disagrees on “historical memory”
Some Civil War street plaques sound a dissonant note with respect to the official Popular Front “historical memory” dogma. St James’
The good, the bad, and the quite ridiculously ugly.
- Keep it simple
Council-owned bar, Les Cabanyes del Penedès, Barcelona province, Spain, seen on this walk.
- Long shot of new scrapers on Barcelona’s northern shore
Taken towards the end of this walk, it demonstrates some of the impact of the speculative development programmed by Barcelona’s eco-warrior
- Here’s looking at you, lunch
I think it’s actually a slow worm, but here’s Thomas Decker’s Honest whore anyway: Lord Hippolito. Scarce can I read the stories